True Colors


We're all just silhouettes,
In this snow globe of a world.
And there is no turning back for us now,
We can not go home.
Because they will push us out into the "real world."
They will leave us on our own.
Figure it out my dear,
You'll be fine.
Let us revolt, Let us show true colors.
We're no longer silhouettes,
More than just black and white.
Let us reveal the shades of grey
And blind them with our spectrum.

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